A prodigal son of a sect rises to power by blowing up the sect's gate!

boom!

The main hall doors were slammed shut.

"Grass!"

Shamat suddenly turned around and slashed at Zixia with his sword, his face revealing overwhelming ferocity.

Zixia reacted a beat slower.

To be precise, she was a little slow to realize Lu Yu's feelings.

No.

It's all because of that bastard Lu Yu, who keeps doing unexpected things lately.

Instinctively dodging Shamat's sword, Zixia recalled what Lu Yu had told her earlier, and her eyes gradually sharpened.

"Let's all work together and catch this bitch! Then we'll all have a go!"

Shamat roared, his eyes revealing undisguised lust and greed for Zixia.

aside.

The disciples, including Dang Gui, narrowed their eyes, their gazes sweeping over Zi Xia with intense intensity.

Faced with those disgusting looks.

Zixia remained expressionless, flicking her wrist as her fingertip traced the storage ring.

A loud sound!

The Ice Pulse Sword appeared in his hand.

At this moment, she had no more scruples.

If I had to say something, it would be that I'm worried about Lu Yu in the main hall.

"This bastard!"

Zixia cursed inwardly, her worry slowly turning into urgency, and then into murderous intent, which landed heavily on Shamat and the others.

immediately.

Shamat noticed the change in Zixia's gaze.

"Hmph, a stinking woman. She's a Nascent Soul cultivator, and so am I. Neither of us should be afraid!"

Shamat shouted sharply and charged straight at Zixia.

Zixia glanced at the backyard, then instantly soared into the air. While still in mid-air, she beckoned to Shamat and the others with her finger.

"She's going to run away?"

"Hahahaha, he's really afraid of Senior Brother Shamat."

"Slurp slurp, senior brother, go for it, slurp..."

"Sure, all-inclusive!"

Shamat laughed and hurriedly followed after Danggui and the others.

same time.

The main hall of the sect.

"Xiao Lu."

Du Hui and Lu Yu stood side by side in the main hall.

Whose statue is this?

Du Hui raised his head, looked at the faceless stone statue, and smiled kindly.

Lu Yu seemed preoccupied, and when Du Hui asked him questions, he couldn't be bothered to put on a fake smile anymore.

"Old man, aren't you worried about what's happening outside?"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's address, Du Hui's face darkened, but confident of victory, he merely smiled slightly.

"do not worry."

After saying that, Du Hui asked in return, "Aren't you worried?"

"I believe in Zixia."

After Lu Yu finished speaking, he took a deep breath to encourage himself.

The reason lies within the system.

"Ding: Disciple's mission: Slay the enemy."

"Du Hui, the former Second Elder of the Lieyang Sect, is leading his disciples to attack the mountain gate. The situation is dire. Please organize personnel to defend against the enemy immediately."

"Kill Du Hui: Reward 1000 Prestige Points"

"Kill Shamat: Reward: 300 Prestige Points"

"Kill Angelica sinensis: Reward 50 Prestige Points"

“Kill…”

"Mission complete, successfully defended, reward 500 Prestige Points*, and specific rewards will be distributed according to the disciple's kill completion rate."

The moment Lu Yu saw the mission, he was prepared to take all these bastards down with him.

“Old man, you should worry about Shamat and the others. Senior Sister Zixia is exceptionally talented, even her hair is thicker than others. Your disciple is nothing special. He broke through to the Nascent Soul stage thanks to your help, right?” Lu Yu said with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Du Hui immediately became restless, as his original target was the Supreme Treasure Vault.

That's why I'm forcing a friendly expression.

But Lu Yu's mouth always carried the air of an old hand, which made Lu Yu furious.

"Boy!"

Du Hui's face instantly darkened.

Lu Yu continued, "Plus those disciples, it will be difficult for them to offer assistance from the sidelines."

"Do you know why?"

Upon hearing this, Du Hui narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when he saw Lu Yu turn around to face him.

"Because I gave Senior Sister Zixia a divine weapon, the kind that can chop melons and vegetables, your disciples are doomed!"

"A divine artifact? Where did this divine artifact come from?" Du Hui asked instinctively.

Lu Yu shook his head when he saw that Du Hui didn't care about Shamat and the others at all.

"You're shameless. I'm talking about your disciple, and you actually asked where the divine artifact came from. But since you asked..."

Lu Yu trailed off, looking at Du Hui with a smile.

He could see his breathing becoming heavier and his eyes filled with urgency.

"Hey, I'm not telling you."

"Whoaaah!"

Du Hui was so angry that he instantly bristled, his face turning red and then white.

Until a violent shockwave exploded on his body.

"Kid, I see now, you have no intention of telling me about the Supreme Treasure Vault!"

"What are you thinking? A supreme treasure trove? What the hell? Did you climb the mountain gate and break your head?"

Lu Yu didn't hold back in his sarcasm.

"you!"

Du Hui's face was contorted with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Who was Du Hui?

He was once the Second Elder of the Blazing Sun Sect, one of the three peak Nascent Soul cultivators in the Northern Territory, possessing immense strength and a prestigious status.

Who would dare speak to him like that?

But this kid has been sarcastic and evasive from the start, and now he's even resorting to insults.

"You little beast, I'll tear your mouth apart first, and then I'll slowly ask you about the secret treasure."

boom!

Du Hui took a step forward and rushed directly in front of Lu Yu.

The speed was so fast that Lu Yu only felt a blur before his eyes.

next second.

"boom!"

Lu Yu's chest trembled slightly as he looked up at Du Hui standing in front of him.

"Old man, I've been waiting for you to make your move!" Lu Yu smiled wickedly.

When Du Hui saw that Lu Yu didn't move at all after being struck by a single palm, he was suddenly shocked.

That weird reaction again.

The last time he ambushed Zixia, Lu Yu stood in front of him in the same way.

He had been keeping a watchful eye on things.

No matter how he looked, he couldn't find any trace of Lu Yu activating a spiritual treasure.

"Kid, what's going on with you?"

Du Hui questioned him with a dark face, and as he spoke, three more palms fell.

He was afraid of killing Lu Yu before, which shows that Lu Yu is still so evil.

His three slaps.

He went directly from the third level of power to the eighth level, and finally unleashed the terrifying palm force of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

The result was...

Lu Yu's chest trembled, he tilted his head back slightly, and in the end, he only took a step back.

"This……"

Du Hui's eyes widened, his face filled with horror.

Lu Yu slowly exhaled, and a big smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Old man, are you dumbfounded now? You dare to cause trouble at my Blazing Sun Sect? Today I'll show you what it means to 'close the door and beat the dog!'"

Lu Yu suddenly punched Du Hui hard in the face.

However, his actions did not escape Du Hui's notice.

Too slow, too weak, its power is negligible.

"Kid, I don't believe you're that weird!"

Du Hui neither dodged nor evaded, but directly used his true energy to block Lu Yu's punch, and then struck Lu Yu's chest with a palm strike.

But that's the result.

Neither of them reacted.

"Peak Nascent Soul stage, that's all?"

Lu Yu laughed heartily. Being within the sect, he was not flustered at all, thanks to his Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill and the blessing of good fortune.

So he swung his fists and punched Du Hui again and again.

Du Hui was also furious.

He could withstand Lu Yu's punches with his true energy, so he continued to attack Lu Yu without dodging or avoiding them.

For a while.

The two of them acted like street thugs, throwing punches and yelling randomly.

And the other side.

At this moment, the mountainside was a bloody battlefield.

"Qiang!"

A sword aura streaked across the night sky.

The shimmering cold light almost instantly illuminated the entire area as if it were daytime.

Zixia stood in mid-air, her face cold and stern.

Blood droplets rolled down the Ice Pulse Sword in her hand!